Our First Fight

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Jason's pov

Ugh. I'm so bored. I wanted her and my mom to hit it off but not so much that she'd leave with her. "They just went to get dinner." Brant says. "Can ya believe I fell in love just by listening to her voice." I say, grabbing a beer from the mini fridge under my bed. "Yeah, that's how I was with Crysta, my wife." He says. I sit back up. "Married? When did you get married?!" I gape. He laughs. "We aren't married. I was joking." He says. I lay back down, crossing my legs. "I was confused since you didn't have a ring. If you were you would tell me?" I ask. He nods. "That's what it means to be best friends." He says. We clink beers. Brant leaves and I plug in my headphones listening to George Strait and Alabama.

Miranda's pov

I'm so glad me and Jason's mom are close. I'm glad she likes me. I open the door to Jason's room and he's fast asleep, his headphones in. I smile and stand in the doorway, watching him. I lay beside him and put one headphone in, listening to George Strait sing give it away. I didn't realize but he woke up when I stole a headphone. He smiles. "Had fun today?" He asks. "It woulda been funner if you were with us." I say, resting my head on his chest. "How long have you been asleep?" I ask. He shrugs.

Jason's pov

She looks like she's about to bust out laughing. "What?" I ask, confused. "Your mom told me an interesting story." She says. "Oh crud, what she tell you?" I ask, covering my eyes with my hand. "You've heard of sleepwalking right?" She asks. I nod. "Well, you used to sleep sing." She says, making my eyes go wide. "Oh I did, did I?" I say, standing up. "Hey ma," I call. "Don't be mad." She says, grabbing my shoulders. "I'm not." I say, turning around. She kisses me. "What is it?" I hear Mom yell. "Nothin' ma." I call closing the door. "I've got to do another co-hosting thing tomorrow." I say. "For the radio?" She asks. I nod. We make out a little bit more before we head to the truck. "Bye guys. See ya next time." I say, waving. We get back home. I head to the radio station. It's with Kix again. "Something legendary happened here." I say, walking inside. "Still with the radio girl?" Kix asks. I nod. "Come on in babe!" I call. She walks in behind me. "This was where we first met and it's our 6 week anniversary so I thought we'd do something special afterward." I say, holding her hand. We sit down. "This is the evening show. This is your host Kix Brooks. We welcome our guest Jason Aldean and his girlfriend-" he pauses and looks at her. "Miranda." I say into the mic. "Like last time we'll take a caller." He whispers to us. "It won't be anything like last time." I whisper, kissing her. "Hello caller, you're on the air." He says. "Can you play the song make me wanna by Thomas Rhett?" She asks. "Sure." Kix says. "And I have a question for the guest speaker." "Ask away." Kix says. "Next month on your tour, do you come anywhere near Tupelo, Mississippi?" She asks. "Oh, well I've got to look at the schedule first. Gimme a few seconds." I say, pulling out my phone. I scroll through the schedule a little bit. "I have 2 shows in Memphis but that's as close as I get." I say. "Yeah I can make Memphis. Thanks." We finish the show and go to a dance club. "Baby, you're so beautiful." I say.

Miranda's pov

He's such a perfect person. How'd I get so lucky. I'm dating the guy I've loved my whole life. Right now, we're standing at the bar, waiting for a slow song. He wraps his arms around my waist. "You're my little angel." He whispers in my ear. He kisses my neck. I rest my hands overtop of his as they rest on my stomach. "Let's go back home. It'll be much more romantic." I say, turning around. "This is gonna be good." He says, kissing my lips. His hands moved to my hips. We go back to his place. I lay on his bed. He slips a hand under my back as he kisses me. "I don't think I'll ever be able to thank Kix enough." He says. "He brought us together." I say. "So glad." He says, not backing down.

*the next day*

I wake up with his hand over my stomach. I wriggle out and get dressed. He sleeps so funny. One foot hangs off the edge. I kiss his forehead then take a shower.

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